Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Then let Lin Ping board the boat to save people.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Lin Pingzhi tightened the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand.

He intends to kill directly.

Quan Guanqing's people are the enemy.

Kill!

"Master, let's help you together." Xiao Wu suggested.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Xiao Wu, and remembered the scene where Xiao Wu was besieged by Songshan disciples at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

He felt that it was time for Xiao Wu to really grow up.

If she really doesn't have the energy to protect her, then she can only protect herself.

"Okay, you guys come with me." Lin Pingzhi said, but he specifically asked, "You must pay attention to your safety. If you can't beat me, lean to my side, and don't get hurt."

Feeling Lin Pingzhi's tenderness, Yilin felt sweet in her heart.

"Don't worry, brother, we will call you if we can't fight."

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Said so said.

But with Yilin's current martial arts.

Say nothing else.

Di Xiu, the chief disciple of the Songshan School, is no match for Yilin.

The Nine Yin Scriptures are unique.

What does geek mean?

It means that if you practice, you will be super awesome.

Lin Pingzhi pulled out the Weeping Blood Sword with a "clang".

He took the lead and stood up.

Yilin, Xiaowu and Wanyanping followed behind Lin Pingzhi holding swords.

"Are you from Quan Guanqing?" Lin Pingzhi looked at the many disciples of the Beggar Clan in front of him and asked coldly.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, the disciples of the beggar gang suddenly became angry.

"Who are you!" asked one of the Beggar Clan disciples with several bags on his body, "How dare you call Master Quan by his name!"

"Hmph! Don't you read Quan Guanqing's name!" Lin Pingzhi snorted coldly.

Lin Pingzhi didn't like Quan Guanqing at all.

Seeing that his subordinates are so tyrannical now, his murderous intentions immediately surged up.

"kill!"

With a loud roar, Lin Pingzhi rushed into the beggar gang crowd first.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi dared to make a move, the Beggar Clan disciple immediately called his disciples to fight back.

"Hmph, not everyone dares to behave wildly in front of my gang of beggars!" he roared.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes locked on the talking beggar gang disciple.

He took his sword straight to his throat.

The Beggar Clan disciple was startled, he picked up the stick in his hand and was about to block Lin Pingzhi's sword.

But Lin Pingzhi's Weeping Blood Sword is so sharp, Lin Pingzhi broke the bamboo stick in the hand of the Beggar Clan disciple with just one strike.

There was a "poof".

The Weeping Blood Sword pierced into his throat.

Lin Pingzhi observed that the blood tank of the Weeping Blood Sword did not change.

He also knew that the Beggar Clan disciple he had killed was nothing more than a nobody.

"He dared to kill my Beggar Sect disciple, the brothers killed him!"

A disciple of the beggar gang shouted immediately.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were fixed, and his sword kept flying.

With every sword strike, a beggar gang disciple will be injured or die.

He swept away the dozen or so beggar gang disciples in front of him with a single sword.

Before they rushed up, Lin Pingzhi looked towards Yilin.

Yilin fought alone against more than a dozen disciples of the Beggar Clan, and she did not lose the slightest bit.

Her swordsmanship is so elegant, it looks like a beauty sword dance.

Xiao Wu and Wan Yanping joined hands to deal with more than a dozen Beggar Clan disciples.